The BluesA Poem by Healing Star Blues come and wash me clean Again, my trusted Friend, don't let me, oh, don't let me cry Alone. Just wanna here you say, that you love me too. The Blues The Blues What do they Do The Blues The Blues What I'm Listenin' Too The Blues The Blues What do they Do Well When we're drenched in It The Rain Comes and washes Us Clean Of all the Pain Born out of Darkness When we Finally Get the Courage To Travel There Just beyond the Pain Just Beyond the Pain And then like a Summer Rain The waters Flow And then we Know We have Found The Blues Our trusted Friend The Blues What do they Do The Blues The Blues What I am Listenin' Too The Blues The Blues What do they Do Well When we're drenched in It The Rain Comes and washes Us Clean Of all the Pain © 2015 Healing Star |
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Added on November 27, 2015 Last Updated on November 29, 2015 Author
Healing StarSouth Jordan, UTAboutI am a man who has finally realized he needs to write down what matters to him, that I might learn from myself, what is important, what I value. To capture who I am now, for that is all we have is no.. more..Writing
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